You Gotta Have 'Em, You Glad You Got 'Em

Have you seen this?







This is my dance from last year. I love it. I love the song. I love that I choreographed it in just 4 weeks. love love love love love it
I miss dancing on an everyday basis, but I dance all the time to make up for it. Seriously, I've never not dance when music is on, except for today when I was being emo about PJT leaving my apartment. Also, he doesn't want to be called that, but I can't think of anything on the spot right now, so I will ponder and get back.

It's the summer so I eat light. it's a weird habit I have. when it got to be hot at knox for the spring/summer, I would just eat hummus and pitas for dinner, nothing else. Fruit for lunch. For dinner today, I think i'm going to have one avocado, some popcorn, and a mango for dessert.

Yummy.

The Sky is full of clouds and My world's full...of people. We got the different kinds

This weekend I returned to great old Knox College for the end part of senior week/Graduation. It was interesting. I wasn't super upset about not going there, but I did get pretty emo during graduation. Not because people I knew were graduating, but because I graduated a year ago. Which is just very, very, very strange to think about. I think it's more just that the year has gone by so quickly, and I feel that most of us are in completely different situations than previously thought. I'm not saying I don't like it, because I am very, very, very much enjoying my life right now, I just think that because it happened so quickly it's shocking. Where did the time go? Can I ever get it back?
The answer to that is no. And I know it, it just seems odd that life is going to continue to go by quickly. Remember when you were younger and it took so long for your birthday to come again? Or for summer to end? That doesn't happen anymore; weeks fly by so quickly that you forget what you looked like two months ago.

Anyway, this week is gonna be boring and probably go by slow. It's the last week of CPS' school year, so the health center is about to get quiet. And I am about to get sad. While Americorps perhaps has not been my most fun experience, I will say that I will miss every single one of those kids who come into the health center/who I taught in class. Even if they are the baddest kids ever (my favorite child is SUPER DUPER bad and I love it), I will miss them talking to me, I will miss them being sick so that they can come hang out with me in the health center, I will miss them asking me questions about nutrition/health/illiness/anything, I will just straight up miss them. In fact, I feel that I will be pretty sad about it for quite some time. I think that is probably the part about being a teacher that is difficult: you have to let the kids go after only a year. Yeah, they will possibly still be in the same building with you, but they won't be in your class and they won't be in your life as much as you want them to be. So that's something I'll have to get used to, since I want to be a teacher. Hmmm.

One last thought, as to the title of this post, is that so many of my friends are in interracial relationships, including myself, and I think that it is pretty much awesome. In the words of my boyfriend (who I will know refer to as PJT from now on, since I call him by his last name) "I don't see color." Which makes me laugh all the time, because it's ridiculous to actually say it, but obviously he does not.
Plus, all of my friends are hot, and their boyfriends/girlfriends are pretty attractive to, so we're legit winning.

We're just choosy

A lot has happened lately. I have not blogged about it because. I couldn't make it funny and I've been really busy.

1.) I moved to Humboldt Park. As in just now.
2.) I have a boyfriend. This is not a joke, it is real. He is cute. I like him.
3.) I am going to Oakland/San Francisco. Friends there should plan accordingly.
4.) It is almost summertime chiiiiiiiiiiiiiii and I am TOO PUMPED.

the end.

I Was Waiting For You

Sometimes, there are times where you think "This is just like a movie." I think it's so strange when they happen because obviously stuff happens to writers and they are like "This will be perfect in my movie!"

Yesterday, while celebrating me moving to the city, Molly and I went to Sultan's for dinner. And I was talking about how excited I am for Summertime Chi, and how I was only going to listen to 90s Hip Hop and R&B, nothing else. And I said "Not like late 90s hip hop, like early 90s hip hop, when Biggie, Pac and Jay-Z first came out. Back when Will Smith was the Fresh Prince with DJ Jazzy Jeff." And continued to eat my falafel sandwich. Not three minutes later "Summertime" by Fresh Prince and DJ Jazzy Jeff comes on.
WHAT.

It's like that one time in the caf back at Knox, where I KNOW Alisha and Brian were there,w hen "Let's Stay Together" came on whatever radio station was on and everyone getting food sang and danced.
Ridiculous life times.

When I come back like Jordan, Wearin the '45

Oh man. The bulls game last night was super intense. And Derek Rose fell over his fucking feet FACT.
Ridic.

So I haven't really had anything to say lately. I could work on that Twilight post that is legit coming or black hair or about being single, but I don't know. I'm not feeling super creative lately and there are things standing in my way.

Like swine flu. Just kidding. But I am tired of the hype over it. I'm not saying that it's not a legitimate concern, but I am saying that people do die from the regular flu all the time (or at least the strain we are used to). For advice: wash your hands VIGILANTLY and make sure you cover your nose and mouth. If you're feeling sick, don't go to work but also, go to a doctor to make sure you don't have any of the symptoms.
And yes, I do work in a health center. Can you tell?

But I think I'm going to plug my new favorite obsession: Texts from Last Night
Look at it. Read it. Laugh.

Why do you let me stay here

Today, I kind of ditched work. Kind of. We were supposed to work on grant proposals all day, but I instead did mine last night and this morning and just hung out in the nice weather. I'm ok with this fact, because I have to work tomorrow! 9:15-5ish. 6 days straight! I'm so excited that I can't hide it.

Anyway, I was on public transportation a lot today. And also sitting alone a lot, waiting for Molly, Valerie and Ashlee. I observed a lot of different people, which is why I love taking public transport. I am so naturally nosy that people watching is one of my top ten things to do. A quick run down of the what was super interesting today:

1.) I took the 11:15 train into the city. And let me tell you, that train was crowded. With a d-bag ticket collecter guy (what is the correct name for that). Anyway, he totally made all of these people with kids under age 12 pay when I know for a fact that they don't have to. I even saw a sign on the way home in a metra station detailing this same fact. I'm trying to find where it says on the website, but can't find it. In any case, guy was a douche.

2.) There was a group of four high school girls who were discussing people who were protesting Obama. They also discussed religion. And one of them said Catholicism wrong. Like saying "Catholic" and "ism" together. They also said to someone on the phone "I think we're near UIC" (Note: Metra Electric line is NOWHERE NEAR UIC) All in all. Humorous.

3.) A guy on the blue line blatently staring at me. I don't know why people think that's ok. Like, If I look at you while you're staring at me, you should probably look away. Maybe that was his strange way of hitting on me. I don't know.

4.) A girl got into a fight with her boyfriend on the phone. I guess he was supposed to come and meet her and he didn't and she flipped out and was like "Well. I'll just go home by myself instead of waiting twenty minutes for you." And was yelling. Then she waited twenty minutes, read a book, smoked two cigarettes and left. Never saw the boyfriend.

That was just what was noticeable. Then I went to Millenium park and ate lunch and fell asleep. Then I got on the ever crowded 4:08 train and came home. Now I am here. Waiting to figure out when the right time is to go to sleep.

The Modern Man (Girl) Must Hustle

i was going to write about black women's hair and now.
i'm over it.

i got nothing